Chapter 16: The Great Disaster Strikes

"Clever plan? You've got a fart trick! When King Zhao Xiaocheng heard the word "clever plan", he was even more angry, and roared even louder, shaking the ground and trembling: "If you have a clever plan, how can Da Zhao have the defeat of Changping?" ”

Pingyuan Jun is the prime minister of Zhao State, and he has been the prime minister for many years, but he has not made many achievements. Despite this, there were not many mistakes, and in the matter of the Changping War, he made mistakes again and again, and he was ridiculously wrong, and Zhao Xiaocheng's question made him speechless and speechless for a long time.

King Zhao Xiaocheng scolded right, if Pingyuan Jun had a clever plan, how could Zhao have a Changping defeat?

He lied and had a clever plan, but he just said it casually in a panic, and at this time, his heart sank straight down, and he secretly screamed that it was over.

"How's that going to happen?" Seeing that the bright sword in King Zhao Xiaocheng's hand was about to stab, and then looking at King Zhao Xiaocheng's distorted face, Pingyuan Jun knew that he was in a catastrophe.

Suddenly, Pingyuanjun thought of a way: "Life or death, fight here!" ”

Pingyuanjun knows very well that after the defeat of Changping, King Zhao Xiaocheng will inevitably find someone to blame, and he Pingyuanjun is the most suitable candidate, who calls him the prime minister, or misses a lot of culprits that caused the fiasco of Changping?

He really came to the point of life and death, he could only give it a go, whether he could survive or not, it could only depend on luck.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Kuo took the liberty of sending troops and fell for the treacherous tricks of the butcher Bai Qi, although he died, his family is still there, and they must not be let go." In order to survive, Pingyuan-kun bites people like a mad dog.

"Hmm!" King Zhao Xiaocheng's sword stopped, only an inch away from Pingyuan Jun's neck.

"There's a play." Pingyuan Jun was shocked into a cold sweat, but he was ecstatic in his heart, and instigated: "Your Majesty, Zhao Kuo buried 500,000 elites of Da Zhao and buried Da Zhao's hope of dominating the world, no matter how he is punished, it is not too much to punish him." ”

The Changping War had a far-reaching impact, and later historians generally believe that it greatly shortened the process of China's unification. Because after this war, the Qin State was no longer invincible, and the Six Kingdoms of Shandong lost the last elite that could compete with the Qin State's sharp soldiers, which made the unification of the Qin State much smoother.

At that time, although he did not have such a refined view, King Zhao Xiaocheng knew that after this battle, Zhao lost the qualification to compete with Qin for hegemony, and there was no hope of dominating the world.

"His family must not be spared! The widow wants to punish him for the nine clans! Zhao Xiaocheng nodded violently, his eyes flashed, and the murderous intent emerged, which was very much in favor.

"However, the king has an appointment with Zhao Kuo's mother in advance...... Pingyuanjun knows that Zhao Xiaocheng is the king's person, if he doesn't kill Zhao Kuo's family, he Pingyuanjun will be in trouble.

"Bullshit covenant! Can a widow have an appointment with an old pious woman? King Zhao Xiaocheng denied it without thinking about it.

King Zhao Xiaocheng wanted to worship Zhao Kuo as a general and led the army to fight, but Zhao Kuo's mother rushed to dissuade him. King Zhao Xiaocheng not only didn't listen, but laughed at Zhao Kuo's mother for being troublesome. Zhao Kuo's mother repeatedly appealed, and King Zhao Xiaocheng finally made a contract with her, if Zhao Kuo was defeated, Zhao Kuo's family would not be punished.

This is a matter known to the world, however, at this time, King Zhao Xiaocheng is angry, Pingyuan Jun's words are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, where does he care about the agreement, he just wants to kill Zhao Kuo's family to vent his anger.

"Your Majesty." Pingyuanjun was busy patting his ass.

King Zhao Xiaocheng's sword was taken back, Pingyuan Jun was sweaty for a while, he walked through the ghost gate, and the secret road was dangerous, and this life was finally saved.

However, before he let go of his heart, he raised it again, only to hear Zhao Xiaocheng say: "Zhao Sheng, you don't have to be the prime minister anymore." ”

Pingyuan Jun is the biggest driver of Changping's defeat, and removing his prime minister is the lightest punishment. The problem is that the position of Prime Minister is too important to Pingyuan Jun, if there is no Prime Minister, Pingyuan Jun will not be a fart.

The reason why Pingyuan Jun was able to become the prime minister was not because he had extraordinary talents, but because he had a "good name". The reason why he is famous is that he has thousands of customers and boasts about him. Thousands of guests boasted that even a fool could boast that he could become a genius before he could become prime minister. After becoming the prime minister, he will have more money, he can support more customers, and if he blows harder, he will get more benefits.

If he loses the position of prime minister, his power will be weakened, and the disciples will be scattered, although they will not lose all of them, they will also lose most of them, and Meng Weijun's resignation is a good proof that he must not repeat the mistakes of Meng Yanjun.

"Your Majesty, there is one more person who must not be let go." Pingyuan Jun knows King Zhao Xiaocheng too well, if he can let his anger go, he will not pursue this matter anymore, and his position as prime minister will be retained.

"Who?" King Zhao Xiaocheng's eyes flashed.

"Qin State Proton, Qin Yiren." Pingyuan Jun sighed secretly in his heart, what a good punching bag, it's about to be gone.

In the past three years, when Pingyuan Jun was unhappy, he sent someone to escort Qin Yiren and torture him to vent his anger. After three years of torture, he was a little reluctant.

"He's not dead?" King Zhao Xiaocheng was a little surprised.

"If the king has not issued an order, how dare the minister kill him?" Plains-kun was busy currying favor.

"Hmm. It's good that he's still here, but the widow wants him to live, and he can't die! "King Zhao Xiaocheng's hatred for the Qin State at this time is like the Yangtze River, endless, and he can't wait to tear Qin Yiren and eat it.

As Pingyuan Jun expected, he only heard King Zhao Xiaocheng gritted his teeth and said: "Prepare for torture, the widow has to do it himself, and the tiger wolf Qin people will be tortured to death in the world!" ”

Without mentioning a word about the resignation, Pingyuan Jun was happy in his heart, and the phase was preserved.

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In Qin Yiren's small courtyard, Qin Yiren leaned against the wall to bask in the sun, his eyes widened, watching Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong practice martial arts.

The three of them have not eaten enough for three years, and they have never practiced martial arts, and now, they no longer have to worry about food and clothing, and their minds are flexible, and they are ready to practice martial arts again. The three of them are Qin Jun Ruishi, strong in martial arts, and skillful, although the body has collapsed, and the combat power is not as good as before, but the foundation is still there.

"Knock knock!" Suddenly, a sound of footsteps like thunder sounded, and they quickly came towards the small courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yiren was greatly surprised.

Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong no longer practiced martial arts, and they all opened their mouths wide with a look of surprise.

"Bang!" The courtyard gate suddenly opened, and a team of swordsmen dressed in red appeared at the door.

These swordsmen are extremely tall, like iron towers, with a fierce aura and murderous aura, and at a glance they know that they are the elite of the elite.

"Red Swordsman!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong exclaimed in surprise.

The red-clothed swordsman is the most elite army of the Zhao State, and is the personal guard of the King of Zhao.

In modern parlance, they are "Ouchi masters".

"Got it!" With a wave of his hand, the red-clothed swordsman in the lead rushed over like the wind, like a wolf and a tiger, and without saying anything, he restrained Qin Yiren and them.

The red-clothed swordsman was skilled, swift as the wind, and Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong wanted to resist, but it was useless.

"Let's go!" The leader waved his hand, and the red-clothed swordsman escorted Qin Yiren, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo, and Mo'er away.

"Qin Yiren, you are in a catastrophe this time, and if you don't want to die, you can't do it!" Zhao Ping looked at Qin Yiren's back, and his expression was vivid: "Fight with me, you are dead!" Hey, my goods are back. ”

Zhao Ping returned to the courtyard and beckoned the red-clothed little official to rush into Qin Yiren's residence, and moved all the goods he sent, which were cleaner than those licked by dogs, and there was not a single hair left.